Stamford

I had a fantastic day today.  The weather was sunny and warm and a friend took me to Wittering.  I found out a few days ago that during the war my father served at an RAF base called "Wittering", and my friend (who is an avid plane buff) offered to take me to see the base and a nearby town called Stamford.  The base is still operational so we could not see much but it was exciting non the less.  And Stamford while it seemed uninspiring on the internet, was exceptionally beautiful.  The drive took about two and a half hours through some breathtaking country side scenery.  I find England so incredibly gorgeous that I often think to myself "why did my father ever leave"?

A war memorial near Wittering, honouring the American and British soldiers of WWII.

Gates to the Base. Note to self - Do not let them see you taking their Picture.

Stamford is not without it's churches.  There must have been at least 8 various chapels in a six block radius.

This old house amazed me, the date on the front is 1692.

In the Garden of the George Hotel.  The sign said Henry the VIII stayed there and I think Richard the III.

One of the duelling hares in a used book store.

Looking up at the George Hotel on the right.

Looking down, hotel on the left.  What I liked in this shot was the monotone colours of the landscape and the various levels of buildings.

James, James bond.  Cars like this Aston Martin were abundant in this posh town.

St. John the Baptist church of Stamford.

Live vicariously my Canadian friends, keep warm.